Manifesto A condom and a baguette for 1 franc

The manifesto of a generation, that of the 80s; its hairy armpits, its massive wave of Japanese manga, and the closing credits of Croissants chauds in acid-coloured lettering reminiscent of Pat Leguenís graphic style. Super heroes and syrupy promises from the Socialist Party. Outpourings of overexcited secondary school students on their demonstrations and the sweaty, unfathomable atmosphere of saunas in Swedish porn films. You could get a condom or a baguette for 1 franc. Arcade video games were only 5 francs for 2 shots.

War of images, war in images

Computers rapidly evolved and the pixel underwent an abyssal progression towards the infinitely small. This was at a time when people first started to toy with Photoshop. Video game sessions took off like wildfire while the Golf War was breaking out: a war of images, a war in images of the Siege of Sarajevo. Pathetic blisters appeared on both hands. Youthful and free-spirited, the Hara-Kiri magazine and the Garbage Pail Kids cards with the woman in the apple pie suit were all the latest rage! People started organising Technoparades and new codes were established. We were entering the great era of democratisation of the Web. It soon became a dense and inextricable jungle, an unordered profusion in which one is hardly noticed. In order to exist, each individual wants an image in line with his principles. Pure luxury, is to have an image which is original, personal and stylish.